When we all ran back into the briars
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We told our children about the foreign shore
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When we threw our boots into the fire
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We told them all about the tug of war
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Gonna tell them about the seed and the shovel
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About the prison and the promised land
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Gonna tell them about the dream of the devil
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About the hurting and the healing hand, that hand
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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When we held our words up in the mirror
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We told our children how to hold their tongues
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When we held our heads beneath the river
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We told them all about the iron lung
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Gonna tell them about the sins of the father
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About the junkie and the jubilee
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Gonna tell them about the roots in the water
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About the killing in the quiet line of trees
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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All our morning kisses in the covers
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And told our children what 'worthy' means
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And then you wrapped your arms around another
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And told them what was worth a pile of beans
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Gonna tell them about the call of the ocean
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About the singers and the endless song
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Gonna tell them about the body and the motion
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And how the music never lasts too long, too long
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the low lit alley and the wedding bed
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About the first born sucker and the spider’s web
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the mind and the muscle and the weary mile
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About the heart and the hustle and the empty sky
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the tangled up truth in the perfect teeth
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About the pilgrim and the picking through the chaff and wheat
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the butterfly kiss and the call for blood
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About the pig and the preacher and the holy mud
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the breeze in the summer and the nose will know
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About the sleep through the winter when the cold wind blows
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the lame duck lion and the thorny crown
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About the proud punk mule and the heavy plow
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Cause the music never lasts too long for the singers and the endless song
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About the sunburned belly and the mother’s moon
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About the end of the music coming way too soon |